Piotr Kowalczyk lived by a simple mantra, âSweep and live.â He was an old man, nearly sixty-five, in July 1943 when the Nazis had rounded up all two hundred and thirty-five people in his small village of MichniĂłw and executed all but the two dozen or so who were sent […]
It was around lunchtime when Noah and I arrived at the base of the hiking trail. He practically ejected himself from the car the moment we were no longer in motion. His enthusiasm was infectious. I retrieved our backpacks from the seat behind me and stepped outside as well. Noah
Don’t go to Wilhelm Bridge. There are wolves out here. Read More »
It’s mid January, and, as I had recently turned 19, I had decided that it was time to take a rite of passage to manhood so to speak. So after nagging my parents (my mother mostly to be honest) for weeks, they had finally caved to my pleas to take
You know life can be really strange. It can be really strange to those of us that choose to live out were few people do. You see, I live out in the deep woods in an area of the USA that I would rather remain nameless. For context I will
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Part I Six years ago, if youâd asked me about the supernatural, I would have told you that it was a pretty entertaining show Iâd seen on TV but none of that was or could be true. I know there are plenty of skeptics out there, thatâs fair â witches,
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I canât stand to be back here. This tiny, rural town I grew up in, it makes my skin crawl to see everything around me. Iâm well into middle-age now, but itâs like this town has been frozen in time since I was a teenager. And the older I get,
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My girlfriend, Ruby, and I had been together for about a year before the dreaded question of visiting her parents reared its head. Although she assured me that her folks were relatively laid back and easy going, that did little to settle my nerves. This was my first long term
Everything, all of this chaos and madness, all began with the Black Fog. It was just an ordinary day when the news reported a strange phenomenon, a wispy black cloud of fog, steadily making its way toward the west coast of the country from over the ocean. Nobody really cared
